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... consciousness.
It found itself bound by chains in a cold, damp cave. The cave was very quiet, and the sound of dripping water was clearly audible.
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
It seemed to be the water from the top of the cave, dripping into a pool in the dark, making the environment seem more silent.
"Hehe, awake?"
A leisurely voice sounded.
The nightingale abruptly turned its head to look, only to see a familiar figure slowly emerging from the darknes ...
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